By the time I thought about missing you
You were Portland bound
Hellbent for the northwest running
Underground, underground

What's the weather doin’ out on 101?
Hot as a book of matches in my car
You go watching each one burn me on down
I lost track of the things I found, it out

Am I supposed to hop the next train
Or stand here drowning in the Oregon rain?
Pacific wind call my name
Seven devils to carry me away

Nothin' left here, save your silhouette
A breath of old fashioned, and foreign cigarette
Wicked words you whispеred me echoеd so true
But you won't leak it, someone else hiding in the room

Am I supposed to hop the next train
Or stand here drowning in the Oregon rain?
Pacific wind call my name
Seven devils to carry me away, away

I’ll start diggin' holes before my demons come
Seven canyons for to bury each one
Keep our fingers crossed, reminded how we began
With quiet days burning down like a match in hand
Am I supposed to hop the next train
Or stand here drowning in the Oregon rain?
Pacific wind call my name
Seven devils to carry me away